All posts tagged: road trip

Mountains to Sound: On the Road in the Pacific Northwest

The landscape shifts from dominantly dry golden hills to the lush, rolling green of valleys and mountains punctuated only by little towns, rivers and farms as we make our way from California, land of sunshine, to the Pacific Northwest, always wet and ever gray. The stark contrast and apparent transition may shock at first, especially when you’re used to eternal sunshine, but it never fails to astound, no matter how many times it’s witnessed. It is to Portland and ultimately Seattle that we are headed, but with a few planned and unplanned stops along the way because you just can’t help but. It is, after all, an eventful drive in a stunning country from Southern California to Washington, a journey that spans more than a thousand miles, traverses the western most part of the United States from north to south, and passes irresistible wonders. Morro Bay, San Simeon, Big Sur on the coastal road, Sequoia, Yosemite, Mount Shasta on Interstate 5 – and that’s just in California! We’ve been to all of these and more, …

Destination: Darwin

“But why think about that when all the golden lands ahead of you and all kinds of unforseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you’re alive to see?” – Jack Kerouac, On The Road * * * * * It was the first time I had heard of Darwin, that one uneventful morning at work when I picked up a copy of the Los Angeles Times. There on its front page sat a very sympathetic article about the small, desert town’s residents’ technology-related plight. Apparently, the reclusive folks of this virtually unknown town to the west of California’s Death Valley have been fighting for their right, despite their geographical seclusion, to high-speed Internet. A necessity to the rest of the world, broadband connection remained an extravagant luxury to them, at least as far as the Internet providers were concerned. My heart went out to Darwin’s residents, possibly cursed to forever endure their sloth-paced Internet made worse by the 90s robotic squeals coming out of their modems; really, it did. I still …

Into the Woods

We had long thought of visiting the gardens but we always found ourselves occupied with other things. As it turned out, when we finally got a chance to, it was perfect timing. It was a few days after it rained heavily in Los Angeles and I had never in my life seen my city so green. The trees and the rollings hills were so lush they were reminiscent of the Tuscan vineyards (except, of course, for the busy freeways that were ever intimidatingly present, heavy with vehicles of all shapes and sizes). I have always loved the famous golden hills of LA but the greens were a pleasant surprise and got me dreaming about the rainforest on the Olympic Peninsula, the only rainforest found in the United States. It’s always been a dream of mine to roam about its moss-covered floor. The fascination, I think, comes from living in a city whose hills, for the most part, look more like desert dunes than actual hills. The idea of an actual living rainforest seems inconceivable to …